with beauty one endures…

“A flower’s appeal is in its contradictions — so delicate in form yet strong in fragrance, so small in size yet big in beauty, so short in life yet long on effect.” Terri Guillemets

Rose of Honor…

I planted this in early July, in honor of a lost pup…Harley. Each bloom is a bit unkempt, raggedy and still pleasing to the eye…just like our sweet Harley was. With the cataclysmic, mind swirling events besieging us, losing a pet can be measured, by some, as trivial. No so to those that received loyalty, intuitive love and beautiful memories over the years. Harley’s Rose….

life’s harsh turn of events…

“She hated the way roses smelled, their sweetness too fragile. She wanted a garden of evergreens. A garden of stones. A garden of swords.” Keirsten White

ah, the pain of it all…

Memories…

“The worst part of holding the memories is not the pain. It’s the loneliness of it. Memories need to be shared.” Lois Lowry, The Giver

open the window!

in privacy’s trust

we assess our loneliness

look forward, not back

“I’m……………fine.”

Life gets busy. We are often self-absorbed in real life, dramas, passions and pursuits. Sometimes, around us are loved ones, friends, acquaintances that are in a desperate emotional situation and are contemplating ending their lives. A few close friends get a glimpse, a few shared thoughts that give light to the ongoing struggle of our friend or loved one. We offer them encouragement to stay positive and motivated by life. As friends we lend heartfelt support and mean to stay in touch, to continue bolstering our friend’s resolve…but life interrupts and without warning death interrupts as you receive word that a your dear friend has taken their life…having seen no way out, no path toward peace in living.

The self recriminations will linger for those of us that didn’t make the efforts or we did but we then became distracted by our own journey, even our own struggles. In those moments, our dear friend, our loved one became further isolated and swamped by thoughts, chemistry and a sense of profound isolation in life….so they left us alone to ponder such a decision that leaves loved ones behind…forever scarred. Seek help…give help….please.